"Hello?"
"Mum?"
"Who is this?!"
"It's me. Da-Dailah."
"Well if it isn't my little runaway."
"What!?" I basically screamed down the phone at her.
"Don't play coy with me girl."
"I'm not playing anything!"
"So you did learn how to act your age!? It's a miracle!!"
"Well I'm sorry, Mother, that because of a little accident I have no clue what the hell you're on about."
"You sure it was an accident Delilah?!"
"It's Dailah. YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW THAT. LOOK. ALL I CALLED FOR WERE ANSWERS FROM THE ONE PERSON IN THIS WORLD WHO IS SUPPOSED TO LOVE ME BUT CLEARLY DOESN'T SEEING AS SHE CAN'T EVEN CALL ME BY THE NAME SHE SO CHARITABLY BESTOWED UPON ME, YET HAS THE ORDACITY TO CALL HERSELF MY MOTHER.YOU SADISTIC HAG THAT CAN'T EVEN SHOW THE SLIGHTEST TRACE OF EMPATHY TOWARDS YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD AFTER A LIFE THREATENING INCIDENT."
"So why don't you go talk to your boyfriend about it then, god knows 'he's always there for you when I wasn't"
I was confused.
Who was this said boyfriend?
Was it Ashton?
'Cuz it would make a lot of sense if it was.
I glanced over at him, but all I got was a slight smile and a mini shrug.
But why did it sound like she was quoting something?
Was she quoting me?
Did I say that?
"You didn't even call to talk to me did you? Here talk to your siblings then. They have more respect for you anyways"
I was ready to give up. This was a waste of time and I see why no one wanted me to talk to this witch.
I wanted to hang up.
I wanted to cry.
I wanted to punch and rage.
But I really wanted to talk to these siblings that I had completely forgotten had ever existed. I felt so bad that I didn't remember them and wanted to stop feeling like such a horrible sister.
"ZEBI!" A toddlers voice rang out, almost definitely my sister.
"Hi baby" I said catching Ashtons eye.
I loved his eyes
"Where you Zebi?"
"I'm at a friends house right now my darling" I said holding in tears that I didn't even realise were forming.
"Ok! Mum says we a go bed now..."
"Alright darling, you should do what mummy says then ok? Do you want me to sing you a lullaby hun?" I said without even thinking. This small child held a piece of my heart, especially with the fact that I can't sing. But I would. For her.
"Yes peas! I go get Mana" She said, and I heard feet run off.
Mana... So I have a brother.
I wondered how old he was.
And then I heard his voice.
"hiihhfflrrbghiujll" HE WASN'T EVEN OLD ENOUGH TO TALK PROPERLY!
"Hi darling." He stopped talking at the sound of my voice, but I was reassured they were there by the sound of his breathing.
I gently asked them to get into bed and after knowing that they had, I began to sing. Though the only thing coming to mind was... Nothing, I had no memory of any song ever made ever. So I just sang. Random words really, words forming sentences forming verses, until I was made sure of the fact they were sleeping by the faint hum of them snoring.
And I was just about to hang up when my bitch of a mother picked up the phone again.
"Thanks Dailah."
"Whatever I'm over it."
"Don't give me your lip. I let you win once miss, it won't happen again."
"Whatever." I said giving up on my mother and wondering what I thought calling her would have ever proven. "Why don't you just jump off a cliff. At least those kids would be better in an adoption home than with you."
And doing the worst impression of me I've ever heard ever. she said "Why don't you go cut yourself again you emotional "depressed" teenager."
I dropped the phone.
How did she know!?
I looked at Luke.
He looked pained.
I looked at Ash.
He looked pained, but also slightly guilty.
Now you know who knew.
But why does he know?!!?
And how on EARTH did I ever let my mother find out!?
My mum was trying to talk to me still through the phone but I couldn't make out what she was saying.
I couldn't really make out anything.
Everything was a mlur of noise and colour.
The only way to describe it is almost like a shock-induced headrush.
I ran to my room, barracaded the door, collapsed on the bed, and cried.
How did my mother know?!
How did Ashton know?
After what felt like hours of crying I was emotionally, and physically exhausted. Though I had one thing left on my mind.
There was definetely something between Ash and I before the accident.
So what piece of the puzzle am I still missing?!
Before drifting off into one of the worst sleeps of my life I couldn't help a stray thought from crossing my consiousness:
Definitely something..... between....me..and....Ashton...........
*A/N:
Hey everyone, not too sure if this is as good as last time, but I'm not editing this again. I think I screwed up a little but like I said. not again. I'm sorry this took so long to get uploaded, my laptop crashed for about a week and then when it did come back it didn't want to conect to the wifi. But I know excuses are the last thing you want to hear. YOU WANT TO HEAR WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!!! So do I. So thanks everyone reading for your support, and I will hopefully go back to uploading most nights. For all the Michael and or Callum fans that may or may not be reading there will more of them staring later, I promise. They're coming from like, chapter 11 onwards they start getting re-involved. And remember to stay faithful. Everything will make sense eventually, have patience.
Thanks again
and may the poison of your heart remain forever lethal.
xox KillerQueen
